Hymns for the Christian Church and Home

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James Martineau
editor; and sold, 1852
 

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Pàgina 28 - Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
Pàgina 10 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again.
Pàgina 28 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4. ' There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Pàgina 24 - Amen, so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word ; 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Pàgina 24 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Pàgina 8 - Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek Thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home.
Pàgina 28 - As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream: Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream.
Pàgina 24 - HARK the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Pàgina 10 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Pàgina 10 - Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower.; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 10* in 6 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure.

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